Gut Punched

Only looking back
can is I see where
she got to me –
right through
the skin to carve up
the soul
with words as sharp as teeth
and hands tangled up in the veins
and turn turn
she said
to this bed for scraping
to an ocean of blood
which was once my love
now retired
and gone from me
turn turn
she asked of me
for time is not in our favor
and your words are less than innocent
when you speak and attack
with such love

– A. Ramirez

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